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Faceless when he docksFaceless when he's lost at seaThe ocean is green, admission is freeOnly here, here at the sourceThere are fingernails & hair to spareBut when the order comes to go & the sirens blow& the hair goes greyHe obeys, he obeysAway in a manger, no crib for a bedLittle Lord ObedienceLays down his sweet, entirely sexless headChrist found the source of the Bible& Livingstone the source of the NileBut the sailor & his amazonFind the source of the childIn the dock of the babyThe resort where strangers liaseThe port in every girl where the sailor obeysNaked when he docksNaked when he's lost at seaThere he loses his stripes, there he loses his bodyOnly here, here at the sourceThe fashionable dress is fleshBut when the order comes to go & the sirens blowSongtexte& the flesh decaysHe obeys, he obeysAway in a manger, no crib for a bedLittle Lord ObedienceLays down his sweet, entirely sexless headChrist found the source of the Bible& Livingstone the source of the NileBut the sailor & his amazonFind the source of the childIn the dock of the babyThe resort where strangers liaseThe port in every girl where the sailor obeysNo-one when he docksNo-one when he's lost at seaThe waves dissolve his frown, they solve his puzzled face awayOnly here, here at the sourceNo-one comes without leaving someone elseBut when the order sounds to go & the sirens blow& they lower the gangwayWe obey, we obeyAway in a manger, no crib for a bedLittle Lord ObedienceLays down our sweet, entirely sexless headsChrist found the source of the Bible& Livingstone the source of the NileBut the sailor & his amazonFind the source of the childIn the dock of the babyThe resort where strangers liaseThe port in every girl where the sailor obeys Aus Songtexte Mania